i do not like the feeling of being slowly melted under the toxic rays of the sun

i do not like the humid heat sticking to me like a coat of slugs
climbing all over my body

i do not like the bees that drone around the beehive that they
somehow built outside of my apartment balcony, invading my space with the incessant buzz, buzz, buzz

i do not like the summer
and stop trying to convince me otherwise